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Who: Soubi [wants_ur_ears] and Butterfly [stray_cat_magic]
Where Soubi's painting room.
When: Now
Rating: TBA
Summary: Soubi showing off his paintings
the Story:
Butterfly hadn't done much exploring yet, not in the short time since he'd arrived. Of course, he had made his way to the kitchens once more since Ritsuka had first escorted him, to scarf a scant meal that kept him full but not enough to be...overly lazy. The desire to explore and learn about this new place was just now starting to set in, prompting his eager reply when Soubi had contacted him.
He seemed nice enough. For a human. Not outwardly greedy, at least.
That was enough for the wish cat for now. As it was, his steps were quick and near silent (save of course that jingling metal bell about his neck) as he stole down the long corridors and down stairs, finding his way through it all to the room number he had been given before.
...It was odd to think he had to share in a home with so many people now. He wasn't sure if he liked that idea or not...but those he had met thus far seemed interesting enough, right?
With a single deep breath, he knocked. There was little care for how he looked; though at least he'd managed to clean himself up since his rendezvous with Ritsuka. The same clothing; old black shorts held up with worn suspenders, and scuffed black boots and socks. Clothing wasn't all that important to him anyway, though he wondered if others would mind.
Humans tended to put store in such things, after all.
Butterfly paused, then knocked once more, waiting patiently.
Where Soubi's painting room.
When: Now
Rating: TBA
Summary: Soubi showing off his paintings
the Story:
Butterfly hadn't done much exploring yet, not in the short time since he'd arrived. Of course, he had made his way to the kitchens once more since Ritsuka had first escorted him, to scarf a scant meal that kept him full but not enough to be...overly lazy. The desire to explore and learn about this new place was just now starting to set in, prompting his eager reply when Soubi had contacted him.
He seemed nice enough. For a human. Not outwardly greedy, at least.
That was enough for the wish cat for now. As it was, his steps were quick and near silent (save of course that jingling metal bell about his neck) as he stole down the long corridors and down stairs, finding his way through it all to the room number he had been given before.
...It was odd to think he had to share in a home with so many people now. He wasn't sure if he liked that idea or not...but those he had met thus far seemed interesting enough, right?
With a single deep breath, he knocked. There was little care for how he looked; though at least he'd managed to clean himself up since his rendezvous with Ritsuka. The same clothing; old black shorts held up with worn suspenders, and scuffed black boots and socks. Clothing wasn't all that important to him anyway, though he wondered if others would mind.
Humans tended to put store in such things, after all.
Butterfly paused, then knocked once more, waiting patiently.